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Some time some where, we will be fine |
| Half crescent moon in the glint of your eye arc of a lullaby, getting televised spies of the night, lies in flight don't fight it, don't fight, just lie in it drive it in along the road dreams of the romantic, righteous, so in-depth cries soften my bed tonight, blankets tight stop the burden of dread come mornings light moisturized in divine, so pretty so pretty ride this stretch of the line rough it up, quiver on my hands of delight we'll be fine, in time in time at the back of the queue, eight ball in deep drinks on me, its best out of three You and i, you and i full bloom in our minds arc of the lullaby sings our song tonight hands of delight, getting televised don't fight it in time so pretty you and i we'll be fine we'll be fine |